Contempt

Let me be your zoo animal

I’m in DC, the city where 2016 lives eternal. This month I feel like a rabid dog. My internal monologue is a running chyron of petty venom. I have no charity left to extend. Everyone is too comfortable. I want them to be uncomfortable. I want to be the one to make them uncomfortable.

I hate weak men. I hate men who yell at me.

I hate weak women. I hate women who assume.

Don’t tell me you love that I live near a Planned Parenthood. Why would you love that? What kind of a sick freak LOVES that?

Oh, you want to go live in the woods, but the kind of woods that don’t have any Republicans? Wouldn’t that be great? Go fall in a ditch in Western Washington.

We’re behind closed doors, we’re at the philosophy salon, we’re drinking French wine, we’re all mourning of course, we all agree here, this is a safe space, you won’t say half the nation is a band of drooling rednecks, but you can say it if you want to. Get it all out, no really, feel free.

They need more education, actually. They need to help the Latinos.

Gabriel Winant defending his use of the term “Latinx” days after Trump won. It’s pronounced Lateenks, idiot.

Now is the time to really understand Ballerina Farms. No, this time you’ll get it right. You’ve been humbled now. Lick your wounds then go out to Utah and tell us what’s actually happening over there. Maybe the salt flats fry souls. I don’t know, I’m not Mormon.

Thank you Ezra Klein. For everything.

Thank you Mr. Douglas Emhoff.

Thank you Tim Walz.

I watched Heretic, and also Conclave. Both better than expected. At least in terms of the way they handled faith. I’m a rabid dog, I’m licking up the little post-woke crumbs that fall to the floor. Thank you! Thank you thank you!

I’m your animal at the zoo. I’m your good little reformed trad. I’m not conservative, I’m just drawn that way.

We’re mourning this month? Why? Thank you for explaining it to me. I was homeschooled you know. Another postmortem would help a lot. You can use big words if you want. I can handle it, I grew up reading the King James. Keep it snappy though, I have ADHD.